LR 6.08.239 {ps} To the dismay nothing.

6.08.235 Wormtongue cowered down no!’
6.08.236 ‘Then I will,’ me.’
6.08.237 A look of hissed.
6.08.238 Saruman laughed. ‘You dead.
6.08.239 To the dismay nothing.
6.08.240 Frodo looked down away.
6.08.241 ‘And that’s the riddance.’
6.08.242 ‘And the very Merry.
6.08.243 ‘I hope so,’ that.’